Date: Sat, 27 Aug 2011 09:57:16 +0100
From: tomboytease@hushmail.com
Subject: Mr Smith Parts 4 & 5

Mr Smith Part 4.

What follows is a reconstruction of a couple of the many events that
occurred in the long hot summer holidays of a thirteen year old boy and a
much older man, Mr Smith. For the most part this story will describe the
sexual adventure of that thirteen year old with some background and
situational reference. Names and places have been changed for obvious
reasons.

Thank you to everyone who asked for more and i hope this instalment doesnÕt
disappoint.

The usual warnings and disclaimers apply. Its a sex story so if you should
not be reading it donÕt.

PART 4.

"John Smith. The hero of the hour."

Another hot day and Sis. was in the back garden topping up her tan passing
the day as she had for the last three. I had been busy, unlike her, i had
been given some jobs by my father after he caught me with a water bomb in
my hand leaning out the bathroom window. I was going to soak my sister but
he stopped that. The consequences of that stupid act meant i hadnÕt been
able to see Mr Smith but my evening ritual of showing off in my room was
still going on and i hoped i would be able to have some more fun soon with
the rather sexy Man across the street.

As my sister lay back on the lounger i watched from my vantage point where
i was digging a trench for my father, a punishment for the water bomb. She
was quite casual and relaxed then suddenly the whole scene changed as the
frame and cover became disconnected and my sister started to howl a most
horrendous howl that would have waken the dead. I jumped up alarmed as hell
and looked over at her the red, mark on her thigh spread fast and i
realised it was blood as did she. Instantly she started to call out in a
terrified tone how it hurt.

Mother came rushing out and over to her i was rooted to the spot unable to
move through fear of what had happened. Mum shouted over to go get some tea
towels quick and that's when i found my feet and got to it.

The upshot of this event was that Mum decided my sister needed to go to the
hospital to have the cut looked at. I was dispatched to call in on Mrs
Paterson and to ask if she would drive us to the hospital. I found her out
and panic settled over me i didnÕt know what to do and just stood in the
street. Then i heard his silky smooth voice, Mr Smith. He stood at his
front gate and i looked over to him tears in my eyes, he was asking me
again the same question.

"Hey Squirt, are you okay"

I manage a reply and i get it all out some how and then its all okay
because he offers to take us to the hospital.

We get there and its one of those busy days with a long wait. Mr smith
offers to wait with us but Mum tells him not to worry and that once
everythings sorted we can get the bus back, then she looks at me and asks
whether he minds taking me back and if he could keep an eye on me so i
donÕt get in any trouble until my father returns home or they arrive home.

So its all worked out well hasnÕt it. I get a ride back in his nice Morris
Marina and he gets to look after me.....

" Hey Squirt, fancy a bit of fun when we get back? "

" Yes please, i really liked it the other time " I look at him as he is
driving the car back he is dressed in brown slacks and a shirt with flared
collar he has let his sideburns grow some and he looks oh so sexy. I enjoy
the ride back and find the comfort of his car so nice. We don't have one
and whenever i get to ride in a car its always such a treat. Today though i
think more about the man driving than the car. As we get closer to home he
asks if i fancy a detour saying we can have some fun before we get home. He
drives the car up to the woods just outside town and weaves his way up a
dirt track finally pulling in when he finds the right clearing. Being the
summer holidays i feel a bit nervous of doing anything out here. I know the
woods well and know its a favoured spot for lots of kids to hang out in the
holidays.

" Right over there is just the nicest place for a quick bit of fun, donÕt
look so worried no one will see us "

He must be able to see my nervousness i guess and reply " Maybe it would be
better to go back to your house "

" Look little one, i have been up here loads of times and never have i been
disturbed by anyone"

" well if your sure, but i donÕt think we should be doing anything too
naughty "

Okay then lets just get out have a quick walk and then once you have seen
what its like up the hill you can tell me what you think. "

The clearing in the wood was the most magical place, the sun burst down
into an almost complete circle of soft grass the space had been like this
for a long time i guessed and the atmosphere was charged with romance. He
hugged me from behind as soon as we stopped in the clearing and nuzzled my
neck with his mouth, his hands found my hardening cocklet and gently he
massaged it through the fabric of my shorts. He whispered in my ear in a
very breathy way asking if i liked it.

I reply " yes " he takes me then all the way to heaven in a few short
strokes. He crouches in front of me hooks his thumbs into my shorts and
tugs at them releasing my boy cock and with a superbly professional motion
takes it in hand and kisses it. He lets his tongue work my shaft and its
head playfully licking at me and then after what seemed hours he swoops
down with his mouth enclosing my cocklet within it. The suction is so
erotic as it builds and then he lets it out and the smacking sound of my
cock leaving his mouth is loud and full of sex. He lifts up then and leans
in for a kiss, he kisses me hard that switch in him has flicked and he is
not just plain old Mr Smith. He is the super charged dynamo sex machine.

His lips taste of me i taste my precum on them as he kisses me i taste it
too on his tongue as it invades my mouth, I remember thinking about James
bond briefly as we kiss and my cocklet hardens more. While we kiss he is
wanking my small boy cock. I moan into his mouth as we kiss he growls deep
within him as the passion of our kiss hits its peak then seconds later we
break apart and he goes back to work on my slim tender cocklet. He is back
on his knees sucking away slurping at it loud in the almost silent open air
the bird song is the only other sound, i remember it so clearly silence
apart from the slurps of a man sucking and licking on my small slim boy
cock and the bird song the warmth of the sun filtering down through the
trees and nothing else, BLISS i was in heaven as i began to build to my
climax. Then i jerk a very violent jerk as he pushes his finger up into my
small private hole. It hurts like hell and he withdraws it and stops
sucking looks up at me and his face tells me he is sorry before he speaks
his apology.

After that he is tender with me and draws my cocklet back in and resumes
his sensual highly erotic Blow job. The fingers rub at my boy hole but he
doesnÕt try to penetrate me again he increases the sexual feeling just by
rubbing at my hole then after a little while longer i feel the heat of the
sun suddenly much more and my head feels like it could explode a charge is
being sent right from my cock to my head and i felt my teen orgasm
explode. I collapse down as cum pumps into the mans mouth he is making
those sexy sounds as i pump it out holding onto his shoulders tight so i do
not fall.

He is a great man and straight after my climax he has my cock clean and
dry. He has had many years to practice this and he has me in his arms then
and his face is close to mine then his tongue is deep in mine and we are
sharing the remains of my boy juice as we kiss. We continue the kiss for an
age and he paws at me caressing my slim smooth body that he has managed to
strip completely. I can feel the soft grass between my toes and the warm
sun covers my body as he and i kiss. He stops then saying he needs to rest
his back, he has been bent down kissing me and its not too comfortable for
him being quite a bit taller than me. He breaks of the kiss and lays down
on the ground i watch the man as he bunches up my clothes and makes them
into a pillow he reclines then and asks me to join him. I lay at his side
my head is given his upper arm and breast as a pillow. We just lay there he
is content as am i.

After a while he suggests i give his cock a stroke... " why not see if you
can find my love stick see how it feels through my slacks" I think that's
what he said, it was along those lines anyway and i moved from my position
slightly and soon discovered the thing hard in his slacks then after i had
rubbed at his thing through his slacks he suggests another idea

" Hold it through the lining of my pocket " he was breathing hard i was
exited by this new game and i gently wanked his huge cock through the
fabric of his slacks then i inserted a hand into his pocket, the lining had
been torn open at the bottom and i discovered his hot cock naked inside
when my hand moved past the end of the lining. I grip the thing as best i
can, feel the soft skin of his member i draw it up and man handle it
getting it through the hole and here it is presented to me. The shiny end
sticking out of his trouser pocket showing its self to the sun and to
me. The precum has made the end of his cock so wet and inviting i cant help
it and after a few words of encouragement i have my taste of him again my
favourite flavour, Mr Smiths treat, Precum.

 I kiss the natural lube away savouring the taste Just seconds later he is
in my mouth I have the head inside slurping away on as much cock as is
exposed. His hand is on the back of my head as he stops me moving telling
me at the same time he cant hold it and he was sorry. He squirts then a
huge amount of his thick cum into my mouth. Its all so quick but he has
been turned on for a long time today while i had my blow job and we french
kissed. I manage to hold onto most of it but some escapes me and wets his
slacks i swallow it down enjoying every drop then let go of his cock he
quickly pushes it away back inside his trouser pocket. He and i lay back
again and just take in the warmth of the sun. It seemed like we stayed that
way for hours.

On the trip back home my skin began to feel the exposure to the sun and the
tightness and pain of sun burn began to overwhelm me. I soon forgot the
unpleasant feeling though because i decided i would try the pocket game
again while we drove home. Mr Smith adjusted himself at the wheel and moved
in his seat so as to afford me a better access. I had my hand in his
trousers again and was feeling that large hard organ i played with it all
the way home keeping his member hard. It wasnÕt a long trip home but the
feelings of excitement travelling round in me were strong and it made that
journey seem to last forever.

I was a young thirteen year old and quite immature for my age. Most people
took me for a ten year old and as such "Time" while i encountered these new
sensations became irrelevant. Mr Smith liked me i knew that, he was very
keen on me in fact. I guessed he wanted to make love to me again. It was a
disappointment for me to see the windows at home open when we turned up
into our street. I meant either Dad was home or my sister and mum were
already back from the Hospital. I had no choice but to go home it would
have appeared funny if i had not.

I placed my hand on the handle to open the front door of our house, if the
house was occupied it was never locked. The thoughts going through my head
were "don't be unlocked" over and over as i pushed down and the door opened
my disappointment became reality. Dad stood in the hall hands on hips and a
questioning look on his face.

"What's going on? i get home and there is no one here"

" Oh, Sis had an accident and is at the Hospital with Mum, Mr Smith has
been looking after us. He took us up there in his car "

Dad responded in his all too usual casual manner with a shrug of his
shoulder turned and walked away. He called over his shoulder that i should
go out and play till later if i wanted. So play i did but not how he though
i would. I remember running out the house at full speed and into Mr Smiths
garage, slipping through the doors as he closed them. He was a little
surprised to see me i remember but i also remember the joyful smile that
came to his lips.

He took me to bed as soon as we had shared a bite to eat and had a drink,
refreshed we spent a good while fooling around in his bed. He had me climb
on board after he had driven that hot tongue up into my tight arse and wet
it some, i liked the feeling of him as he rimmed my hole i can still feel
it now all these years later. The feeling of his prickling stubble as his
chin and cheeks grazed my bunz. He seemed to enjoy this as much as he did
sucking me i was in that place again of absolute bliss. My memories of his
attention to my arse are so vivid and i still find it one of the most
pleasing things having someone eat me out.

The animal in him was out of its cage again after he finished rimming me he
man handled me to his cock and shoved it into my mouth with no
pleasantries. He was a bit rough with me actually but i enjoyed it, the
feeling of him being in control. He had his hands on my head, low almost on
my neck pulling my face up into his crotch. His cock stretched my mouth to
its limit as it plunged deep half his length in me. I was running with spit
almost immediately and his cock was strangely hot and seemed larger to
me. He slowly worked his hips back and fore and with each stroke his meat
invaded my eager mouth more. Then a longer stroke back and just his head
would be in my mouth, he carried this on slightly increasing his pace and
depth of thrust until i was just on the edge of discomfort. He knew not to
force me though and maintained the speed and thrust at just the right
tempo. He called out rude encouragement as he continued to fuck my
face. One thing i remember clearly was his repeatedly calling me his boy
slut. " take it boy take my cock good you little slut, my boy slut " He
carried on his dirty talk then when he couldnÕt take it anymore he pushed
me off and barked at me an order.

I was taken back by his forthright brash manner he sounded like my Dad
sounded when telling me off for being bad. I was ordered on to get up on
all fours. I took the position my little cocklet was running with wet
precum. It throbbed and jerked uncontrollably as i awaited the inevitable
invasion that was going to come. It did i felt his weight shift on the bed
and then a finger rubbing on my hole he rubbed the greasy substance over my
tender opening and worked a finger into my previously wet hole. It glided
in again the pain was sharp but not as fierce as it was when he did the
same thing earlier. The pot of magic grease helped him access my boy
hole. Soon after he worked on me i felt the soft flesh of his cock head
touch my sensitive opening he grunted as he thrust forward i pushed out and
let out a pleasing "AHHHHH " As his cock head passed the hard anal muscle
his flared end caused me an amount of discomfort that soon gave way to the
pleasing feelings i remembered from our first encounter and my loss of
virginity. He rode me hard this time and i got as much into it as he did
returning his thrusts with my own.

The slopping sounds began to get louder and louder as our sex became wilder
and wilder he held me tightly with his hands on my hips. Then pulling me
back so i was completely attached to him and he was buried to his root deep
within me. He let me go and withdrew his tool then as i flopped forward he
was on top of me weighing me down i was trapped under the man. He mounts me
rubbing his blood engorged dick up and down between my bum cheeks up and
over the round mound and onto the small of my back he humps away like this
chewing away on my ear as he does wetting it sticking his tongue into it
and whispering he loves me over and over. Then a new feeling as he sucks my
neck hard and draws my flesh into his mouth. I am getting my first love
bite, i am lost in the moment and donÕt realise the problem this action
could cause and the consequences of having a love bite could bring.

His dry hump of me becomes more furious and he gives a great grunt and
releases my neck from his mouth as he ejaculates his copious seed onto my
bum cheeks and up my back. He rubs away until the last drops have erupted
from his spongy cock head. Then he gets up off me and i manage a look back
at him. He smiles and winks before leaning in and down to lick my back and
bum cheeks he is good with his tongue and removes his seed in a highly
erotic way before coming along side me and offering his mouth to mine so we
can kiss. We kiss and he spits his seed from his mouth to mine then as he
pulls off me he suggests i swallow it like a good boy.

He watches me for a while as i look at him take in that body covered in the
wetness of sex and i cant hold off i roll back and take my hand and massage
his chest play with his sweat wet hair i find his chest and allow my hand
to touch his nipple. Its hard as steel and big i want to suck on it i just
donÕt know if i am allowed he has never done anything with my nipples so i
donÕt know how he will feel if i play with his.

He lays back completely and i crawl closer to him as i have been playing
with his chest and nipples he has hardened again. His dick is throbbing and
bouncing as it fills with blood. I watch that monster enlarge the desire
building in it and realise what i have to do. I climb aboard Taking hold of
his huge hot dick and steady my self over it directing it to my teen
hole. I slide down his pole as easy as anything i feel it push deep into me
as i begin to sit down on the swollen meat.

" You randy little sod, havenÕt you had enough? " Then he laughs and i do
too i smile lick my lips and taste his seed on them, i ride him hard then,
For a long time, hands on his chest rocking up and down that shaft. The
sounds of slapping as our bodies connect its better this time no pain at
all just that totally indescribable feeling of pure joy and something else,
that feeling of sex. Then i cum a completely unexpected. Ejaculation
squirts out of my small hard dick and splatters on his chest and his chin i
collapse from it and as i fall he holds me and takes over the fucking again
this time its slow he raises me and drops me until he is ready then as i
sit with him deep in me he cums again and i feel it percolate inside my
bowel and fill it with the cool cum.

We lay locked together in a tight embrace for ages i sleep i don't know if
he does but when i wake he is still holding me i am still on top but we are
not connected. His cock is soft and laying over his balls as i get off him
i look at the lovely thing just laying there and we head to his bathroom to
clean up hand in hand.

Later in the day my sister returned home and although her injury seemed bad
at the time it was fixed quite easily with only a few stitches and a clean
white dressing covered the tidy scar. I watched her arrive home from our
front room Mrs Paterson had taken Dad up to the hospital and collected Mum
and Sis. I had been waiting for their arrival for what seemed an age, i had
returned home after i had cleaned up at Mr Smiths. Lucky for us Dad rang Mr
Smiths door bell when we were finished in the bathroom and having a snack
in The Kitchen all dressed and respectable. Mr Smith was quite a clever man
and guessed we didnÕt have much time left for extra fun.


The ice was well and truly broken that day and my mother became very
confident following the hospital dash that Mr Smith was to be completely
trusted. He became Mothers hero and his perfect calm approach to the whole
event was a constant remembrance for many years after. It was just what Mr
Smith needed looking back. He now had access to me without any suspicion as
a trusted member of the street. I found my self on more than one occasion
being told by Mum to go and see if Mr Smith needed any help and to get from
under her feet. No one gave it a second thought what might be happening to
me in the privacy of the old mans home. Oh and the love bite was not
noticed by anyone. It was by chance below the line of my clothing.

Part 5

An uncontrollable urge.

Yes i found it harder and harder to stay away from the man. I found myself
longing to taste his cock and make it shoot its ejaculate. I made all
manner of excuses to go visit him. I donÕt know whether i became a pest or
if the man enjoyed all the attention. Time ran on and although my best
friend arrived back from his holiday i ended up seeing Mr Smith as much as
i did him. I was asked over to my friends and we would go out and play, its
funny looking back how those games with my best friend were less
interesting to me than having fun with Mr Smith. The change in me was fast
and i longed for the man and for the feeling of the man within me. I never
told my friend what had happened and to my knowledge i donÕt think he ever
knew of the joy i got from my visits to the "old Git" as he called Mr
Smith.

Over those first Six weeks i had sex so many times with the man and i
continued my nightly show revealing my teen body to the exposed naked
window and the camera across the road. I tried all sorts of different
things to try and excite the old man across the street teasing him as much
as possible, i never really knew how often he watched the shows but i
gathered he watched quite a few following his comments about some of
them. Mum was so use to me visiting Mr Smith by the end of the Holidays she
wouldnÕt think twice about who should care for me when she and my Sister
would go out. My Father was busting his balls at work and working double
shifts most of the time in that Summer Holiday that he didnÕt even realise
i was over the road most of the time.

The last week of the Holidays a period of excess and extreme heat both in
sexual activity and the heat wave we had been enjoying. Mr Smith had set up
a large paddling pool in his rear garden and the cold water is a treat for
us both as we relax after a strenuous randy sex session. It began in the
kitchen while i watched Mr Smith prepare lunch.

He is a little way off to the left of me chopping Veg and generally
preparing lunch i am sitting on his counter top in my loose fitting soccer
shorts and nothing else i have been outside cutting his lawn, not that
there was much to cut the grass was almost completely brown after the long
dry summer. We chat about nothing in particular and for a change he hasnÕt
led us in the direction of sex. I have not been with him in that way for
three days so i am getting a little bit frisky. I wonder about the best way
to get him in the mood. I am still quite a novice and not really very good
at coming forward to get what i want. I need not worry though he has it on
his mind anyway and after a while he has that visible bulge.

The slacks are the ones i like best they hide very little when he gets
excited and its a given that as soon as i see he has a hard on i know i
will get what i want.

He moves over to me and i notice the look as he makes his way over to the
butter dish he takes it in his hand and brings it over to where he is
prepping the food. He is close to me and then just looks up at me. Saying
something about my teasing he proceeds to take hold of me picking me up off
the counter and placing me on the kitchen table then he bends down in front
between my legs and feels my shorts then my cock bulge. The satin is so
smooth as it rubs my cocklet and the first spot of wetness shows on the
fabric seconds later. He wanks my small cock through the shorts then after
a while he sucks the bulge into his mouth fabric and all. Wetting my shorts
with spit he laps at my shorts and the thing hidden under. Then he is up
again, on his feet and across to the counter returning with the butter dish
and scissors. He uses the scissors to cut the shorts open between the legs
the shorts become a skirt completely open under and my naked cock springing
up opens up the gap revealing my smooth boy hole to the man.

He uses the butter from the dish first rubbing a good amount onto my anal
ring then doing the same to his hard cock that he now has bobbing about
free in front of him after releasing it from his slacks. He uses a good
amount of the butter on his cock then pushes me back his hand slick with
butter glides over my chest as i am pushed flat on my back on the table. He
grips my legs pulls me forward and parts my legs then i feel his hard knob
end at my hole. We havenÕt prepared for this and he has nothing on his mind
apart from sinking his cock deep in me i am not going to complain its
exciting for me this new game. No special exercise to get my hole ready
today, will it hurt ? Its a real turn on for me as that cock pushes its way
up into me with just butter to lubricate my hole. Its a fast sharp
insertion he gets his cock head all the way in followed quickly by the long
thick shaft. He lets out an animalistic guttural sound a sound that
explains he is in a state of pure bliss. I, at the same time cry out as the
pain of the penetration overwhelms me but its quickly replaced by that
pleasurable feeing that comes while we fuck. The feeling of cock in my bum
is the thing i treasure above all where sex if concerned. This is closely
followed by the taste of cum covered cock.

Men have such lovely things in-between there legs those hot thick pieces of
meat that flop about while they change after swimming or sports and the way
the things get hard and expel the sexy fluid that tastes so good. Mr Smith
was the first Man i had ever had such fun with but he wouldnÕt be the last
i loved the feeling of sex with a man.

The Cock pumped into me hard and fast there was no slow tender start to
this lovemaking he just hit me hard and fast. The strokes were long and
hard and his balls slapped against me as he fucked my tight boy hole. The
table was moving and skipping across the tiled floor as he fucked me hard i
had my legs spread far apart as he gripped them at the knee while he fucked
me. He was sweating hard and droplets fell from his forehead onto my belly
and grunting too loud low grunts emanating from both of us. I closed my
eyes and just enjoyed the feeling of his thick rod slamming in and out of
my hole the table squealed as it moved over the tiles the kitchen was full
of noise as he continued to fuck me. He was like an animal, harder and
harder he fucked me like he was on speed his grip never letting go of my
legs. Pulling me up close with his strong arms as he pushed his thing as
deep as he could. Over and over again he continued the hard fuck for an
age. How long i didnÕt know but my cocklet was hard and swaying about with
the movement of his cock within me. I felt my ejaculation well up in my
tiny sack and then as he pushed in and up it exploded over my chest onto my
chin and onto my cheek.

I was still hard after i came and i had a feeling. A new feeling as he
fucked my hole the heightened sense in my cock was almost to much to
take. I bucked and bucked as he fucked. Then i panic as i feel my cocklet
soften and i feel the old sensation return. I am going to squirt. Its been
a while since i felt this way. It was a regular thing when i first
discovered i could cum. I would wank and then pee straight after i had
cum. Since i have been with Mr Smith though i had become better at
controlling it, today though i wasnÕt in control and i felt it building. I
open my eyes see his face and he is smiling and leaning in to kiss my cum
off my face he has slowed down some but is still thrashing away in and out
of my slick hole. I remember him saying " DonÕt worry son let it go i wanna
see it " .

How did he know? I let it go as he begins to release his cum into my rectum
i am pissing a huge wet fountain onto my belly and chest as he is shooting
his cum deep in my bottom. Oh what a feeling i feel so hot and sexy he is
wet with sweat and now added to that he is soaked in my pee.  The kitchen
is wet too he removes his softening cock and milks the last drops of cum
out onto my wet cocklet. Then after he pulls me up off the table and walks
me out to the garden takes me in the paddling pool and tells me to relax
while he cleans up the kitchen.

Much later i discovered a film of what went on that day. He had set up a
camera and filmed this rough sex session. I also found out when i was older
he shared the films with friend who also liked sex with young boys. In
those days Cine film wasnÕt common but these films were very popular with
his circle of friends. I still donÕt know how he filmed the session and
have no memory of where a camera could have been hidden.


Authors notes :-

This draws to a close this part of the story of Mr Smith and the thirteen
year old boy that i was. It has to be said that although i enjoyed all the
sexual activity with this man and he treated me well today such activity
would be wholly unacceptable and considered abuse. I was not affected
detrimentally by the actions of this man. I do not approve any form of
child abuse.

My sexual adventures continued with this man until i left school and
started work. It was as an adult i realised he was perhaps not the man of
my dreams and that i was probably just one of a whole host of boys he
fooled around with. His comments about wishing he knew me when i was
younger do not mean he wished us a longer time together rather that he
wanted to have me when i was younger, to take my cherry at a earlier age. I
realised this as an adult and was unable to see this at the age i was. I
was replaced by a younger version and i guess that boy enjoyed Mr Smith as
did i.

I moved on sexually and found adulthood a very satisfactory time. Lots of
anonymous sex in Cottages (tea rooms) and one or two meaningful
relationships. I was grateful to have the experience i did as a teen. It
set me up to be fully aware of what to do.

Unprotected sex today is dangerous and highly risky you should take all
precaution's you can to protect yourself. Even oral sex carries a risk.
So.....

WISE UP! RUBBER UP! BE SAFE NOT SORRY!

Your thoughts and comments are welcome, flames ignored. Want more? Ask me.